Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Romania and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Jacob Miller to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Sun Ra,
The Gladiators,
Stereo Dub,
The Knickerbockers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Henry Cow,
Darondo,
Toni Rubio,
X-101,
Altered Images,
The Young Rascals,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bill Wells,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Monochrome Set,
Con Funk Shun,
John Holt,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jandek,
Sixth Finger,
John Cale,
Boz Scaggs,
Maurizio,
Bronski Beat,
Skarface,
Delta 5,
Negative Approach,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tommy Roe,
Qualms,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Walker Brothers,
Lou Christie,
The Durutti Column,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jeff Lynne,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tropical Tobacco,
Mark Hollis,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Brothers Johnson,
The Cure,
Bob Dylan,
kango's stein massive,
Sonny Sharrock,
Stiv Bators,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Martian,
The Saints,
FM Einheit,
Hoover,
Second Layer,
Mad Mike,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Q and Not U,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.